A "Shit List" is one way to call it...Another way to call it is a "Can't-Quit-Till-I-Prove-These-MFs-Wrong" List...

We'll go with the latter. It's more proactive. This list is not exhaustive. There are some strong honorable mentions not actually worth mentioning. But for the 5 people below, I have dedicated the following Haikus to their extraordinary contributions to my determination to win!

1. For "Mr. Springer"That one producerNever a Leading Lady?Thanks for the inspo

2. For "Mr. Little"That one directorYou were lucky to have usWhat's your claim to fame?

3. For "What's-Her-Name"Threats to my careerAssume, then apology?Next time just ask first

4. For "Ms. Cakes"Said I'd run back homeThought you were there to supportWhy so bitter, though?

It's a strange choice to pursue acting, to pursue an art form where there is no separation between the art and the art maker. There is no piece of music to play, no canvas or print to present, no sculpture to stand behind. The actor's work is contained within her. She learns to insulate her art with thick skin. She receives criticism and rejections not to a body of work that exists in her absence, but to the body of work that is her body, mind, and interpretation.

It's a funny business this show business. It is not for the weak or impatient. And many are poised and ready to root against you. But that's the game. And the winners know how to transform those voices into activation. I literally can't stop until I have proven each of these folks wrong. (A few I already have!)